Distant travellers and Holy men
Seeked out this island long ago
Carried by the waters to the promised land
With songs to sing and seeds to sow
Now we are living off this black land
A land of plenty for one and all
We are fighting where we stand
But are we stronger hear the church bells call
Oh sweet Mary
You might not love this town
It's empty promise of the sea
But when you've travelled far and you need to settle down
It might just be the better place to be
Taken for granted forsaken now
We've left our history behind
Is this familiar ground that we walk upon
That feeds the family tree and cuts it down
You might not love this town
It's empty promise of the sea
But when you've travelled far and you need to settle down
It might just be the better place to be
Oh sweet Mary
She chimed away a thousand souls
And laid them gently to the ground
She is the only one who will survive us all
You might not love this town
It's empty promise of the sea
But when you've travelled far and you need to settle down
It might just be the better place to be
Oh sweet Mary
You've seen us all